WAVYDOMINICANS lyrics

[Skit]
Meanwhile, in the [?]
Relaxes with his pipe and book
Unaware of a sinister presence drawing closer

[Intro: Estee Nack]
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah! (Nack, Nack, Nack, Na-Na-Na-Na)
Ay, yo, yo, yo, yo (Ay, yo, yo, yo)
Nackman (Nackie Chan)
Nackie Chan, wa-dah!
Wa-bah, bah, bah, yah!
Naw I mean? (f*ck you up, n*gga)
You know we be seein' some wild sh*t, son (Oh ,yeah)
Ayo (Shine!)

[Verse 1: Estee Nack]
Full of prescription, cuddie hit a lick with his fiend, but he's nothin' like Medellín money (Cash!)
Nothin' like these other fat n*ggas, I'm clean-chubby (Woah!)
Stupid b*tch really wildin', knowin' I ain’t who to hit if she need money, give me noggin' (Mami!)
Comе and take these mothеrf*ckin' seeds from me, open wide (Splash!)
Catch you some backshots in the backseat of the E320, come fetty (Chop it up)
Cortina, coca cleaners, I need plenty (Lot of it!)
[?] son, I got what you dream and envy (You a hater!)
You watch the next man pockets more than you watch yours— locked doors (Click)
n*ggas survivin', in and out of block wars (Bow-bow!)
Drop her drawers (Mami!)
Customers goin' in and out of rock stores (Serve 'em!)
Hop in the elevator to the top floor (Skrrt)
Major-guap Lord (Money!)
Droppin' soda on your head, and surely, I'm gettin' bread, pourin' hot sauce (Woah!)
Any opposition get left for dead
Cheddar spread on the table, so tell me I should've kept the dreads (Woah!)
But I switched the image (Uh-huh)
We don't even mention n*ggas that crept with feds, less been said, yo (Shh)
Son, we keep the trap closed (Word)
But at the same time, we keep the trap open (Trap!)
Pack smoke (Smoke!)
'Bout to bag the dope, and n*ggas lookin' like it’s their last hope (Uh-huh)
You n*ggas gettin' cash, you broken
Stash open (Woah!)
[Verse 2: THEHIDDENCHARACTER]
Slide me the MAC, I'll crack bones (Brrt)
Stack dough, stashin’ the racks in the cash coat (Damn)
Quick to catch a 50 SLAP, ho (Slap)
Rockin' with dread-headed Rasta killers and vagabonds (Woah!)
My b*tch nifty with the sh*t, stuffin' the work up in her as*h*le, Lord (Take that)
Aztec trip, gon' need a passport, fast forward (Doot-doot-doot doot-doot-doot)
Ridin' with Rottweilers and Pitbulls, n*gga, you a Labrador
Plug shipped the work, it went from Medellín to Salvador (Whip!)
Sneak-dissin' on the gang'll get you back-doored
50 Slapper hangin’ out the RAV4 (Brr)
Splatter your brains all on the asphalt (Blow, blow)
Package the crack in dime sacks and get the packs off— bag raw (Whip!)
Chop a brick up with a hacksaw (Whip!)
Sixty-two grams bubble like a bath salt (Damn)
Big stepper like a Sasquatch, [?] (Brring!)
My b*tch hard-headed, but her ass soft (Hahaha)
Break her back like the last straw, check it (Yuh)
We gettin’ money like a cash call, Peace, Allah

[Interlude: BoriRock]
BoriRock, BoriRock, BoriRock, uh
On dawgs! Look

[Interlude: BoriRock]
Dominicano Arroz con Pollo
Teflon Hoot pull strings like a yo-yo (It’s me!)
You aren’t wavy, that's a no-go (I’m waviest!)
She suck me up like sancocho
[Verse 3: BoriRock]
No pork on my fork
You was a dork up north, foldin', of course
Coke comin' up short (Bozo!), flip a bird when I'm bored (Woah!)
Spit words that can cure
Chip on my shoulder, been ready for war (Brr)
b*tch, I've been here before, gotta protect Nack
Bout to take off like a jet pack, respect that (Brr)
b*tch smack, no tit for tat (Blow)
Get back, click clack, aim for the head (Brr)
Bullseye, get graped, n*gga
Facelift, turn to Jason if I lose my patience
Two Glocks adjacent, blast, spark was flamin'
Had to switch up the bando
Switch on the Glock, get dismantled (Brr)
She hint that I'm hot like a candle
So her lip gloss all over the granos

[Outro: BoriRock]
Tea-bagged a groupie, on dawgs! (On dawgs!)
Yo, Nack! (Teflon muhf*ckin’ Hoot, b*tch)
Nack Mandela, Nack Daddy, Nackie Chan
Teflon muhf*ckin' Hoot, b*tch
On dawgs! Feed The Family, muhf*cker!

[Interlude]
You made a big mistake by leaving your window open
It’s too late to use that gun, mane